Baby It’s Love
I should run away boy
But I'm satisfied
It's your way of loving
That's filling my desires
Baby when you're gone
I wonder why you turn me on
Ooh, you must be the only man for me
'Cause you're the only one I see
It's love, ooh baby it's love
Baby it's love makes me weep for you
I love your affection
Take me in the right direction
For the rest of my life
I'm a slave for your love
Just like mama said
I should be without you
But losing you I'm dead
Your love is so tough
I swear I just can't get enough
Speaking to you with all sincerity
You don't know what you do to me
It's love, ooh baby it's love
Baby it's love makes me weep for you
I love your affection
Take me in the right direction
For the rest of my life
Thanks a lot for your affection
Always wanting your protection
For the rest of my life
It's love, ooh baby it's love
Baby it's love makes me weep for you
Thanks a lot for your affection
Always wanting your protection
For the rest of my life
Baby, for the rest of my life
Baby, baby, baby, baby
For the rest of my life
Baby, always wanting your protection
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